For Isabel and Leon as they start their married life

Birds hang
From the rafters of Heaven
In rapt anticipation
For the joining
Of lives.
In a single drawing of bow
Cross the taught strings of hearts…
Thus it begins.
A union of souls
Where thoughts
And feelings are shared…
With another
For whom
They will
Their own pleasure forsake,
To eradicate
The merest hint of sadness in the other
And when a wish 'pon star is cast
Whispered prayer it may come through
Because their joy
Is what they want for hearts true.
Like echoes that reverberate
Between two walls
Yield and meld
Until there is no space between.
Onlooker
No longer can discern
Where one begins and the other ends
In harmony they move
And in doing so
Weave an unheard melody
With troughs and crests
Crescendos and rests.
A unique blending of colour
On the palette of life
Joined in creation of
Their magnum opus.
Today is their first brushstroke
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